I grew up in an apple tree. I wrapped my beautiful red skin around a large, crisp apple. Horror! This morning, a hand approaches us. In one precise movement, a knife separates me and my apple. The hand turns me into a kind of twisted ribbon and I end up in the garbage can.What will happen to me? I think my last hour has come.HELP! This book was selected for the Prix Roberval, Youth category, 2020.

Cet album a été sélectionné pour le Prix Roberval, catégorie Jeunesse, 2020.
Raconté par Mina